Demon King Sheng looked at his girl pursing her lips, desperately shaking her head with a fearful yet adorable expression, and smiled, "Be good, I’ll gently prick, it won’t hurt much."
"Gently prick, it won’t hurt much?" Handsome B felt his anger skyrocket to ten thousand points in an instant! You damn scoundrel, always deceiving girls!
"I don’t want to! I’m scared!" They say each finger is connected to the heart, and even a light prick at the hospital for a blood sugar test is unbearable. If he uses that thick bamboo stick to penetrate the nail bed and remove the bad flesh and blood clots, who would believe it wouldn’t hurt?
Sheng Shaochen saw her so nervous that she clenched all her fingers into fists, making it impossible to proceed with the ’surgery.’ His tone deepened, "Are you sure you don’t want to?"
"Don’t! Don’t! Don’t! Don’t!" Handsome B desperately chanted in his heart, Little Village Flower, can’t you keep some pure thoughts for me? Just say no, just reject that guy even once, and I’ll feel you did it for me!
Ye Shu, seeing that Mr. Sheng seemed a bit upset, had no choice but to say, "Alright, alright, I’ll spread them for you to prick!"
After saying that, she spread her fingers and turned her head away, not daring to look.
"Spread them? For you to prick?" Handsome B felt like he was going crazy, Little Village Flower, you shameless thing, you’ve disappointed me so much!
Sheng Shaochen saw Ye Shu turn her head to the side, and quickly thrust the bamboo stick into her nail bed, pulling it out as the blood clot began to emerge.
"Ah ah ah ah! It hurts so much!" Ye Shu, in agony, instinctively rocked back and forth on the bed to distract herself.
At this moment, Handsome B, eavesdropping downstairs, laughed. Hearing the squeaking of the bed upstairs, he imagined an incredibly sultry scene, laughing so hard that he shed two red tears.
He had always been the little emperor, always bullying others, never being bullied by anyone. But what was happening now?
Now, he could only express his disappointment in the Little Village Flower and his helpless sorrow with a poem, "The woman I love most hurts me deepest, why do you love another behind my back..."
Ye Shu upstairs heard Handsome B singing downstairs, singing so sorrowfully and sensually, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter, unclear what was wrong with him this time.
Seeing Mr. Sheng’s strange expression, she explained, "Don’t mind him, he’s just a passionate madman, you never know what bizarre thing he’ll do next."
"Ah—" Downstairs, the love song suddenly changed into a scream!
Ye Shu laughed, "See, I was right, haha."
Sheng Shaochen frowned, "Judging by the sound, that kid seems to have run into trouble..."
"There are only the three of us here, what trouble could he have encountered?" Ye Shu said, then saw Sheng Shaochen already striding towards the staircase, so she had no choice but to follow.
The two reached downstairs and found Sheng Shuai standing motionless in front of the door, his face looking terrible!
"What’s wrong, Handsome B, howling like a ghost in the middle of the night?" Ye Shu said as she walked over.
"Don’t come closer!" Sheng Shuai said, pointing to his lower body.
"What is it?" Ye Shu took a closer look, gasped in shock, and saw a black-and-white banded king cobra coiled around Handsome B’s thigh, gently writhing, with its red tongue hissing fiercely.
"Save me..." As soon as Sheng Shuai spoke, his body softened and he collapsed to the ground.